Constriction
Martin Rygge, Tommy Hjelm
The miracle of choking
The powers in my hands
I point a broken finger
Yet they do not understand
Ow
I count one
I tried to kill their panic
By biting off my nails
But my aid was not sufficient
And now the blows have left their trails
Ow
I count seven
I count them all!
Yet there's always more!
If I had the time
I would know the difference
Hands broken mind
I count them, I count them
I choke
Constriction constriction
Choke
Constriction constriction
Choke
Constriction constriction
Choke
The miracle of choking
The powers in my hands
I point a broken fingеr
Wasted on demands
Ow
I'm still counting
Done
